Lana remained flustered all the way out to her car. She knew she had overreacted to the Sheriff's coercive offer. Her own sexuality had been so confused over the last year or so. Ever since the ill-fated trip to New York last spring, an annual shopping trip to revitalize her wardrobe and recharge her spiritual batteries.
It had begun innocently enough, the usual trip to the Des Moines airport, then waiting for her flight to be called. This trip was more welcome than usual; she had recently severed all sexual relations with her philandering husband. Too much lipstick on the collar, unexplained overnights elsewhere and a genuine fear of catching some dreadful STD from the creep had made her decide to withdraw her own body from the marriage bed they had shared for nineteen years.
She was thankful for her lovely daughter Laura but now received only financial support not the emotional support she craved from the deteriorating union with her husband Wayne.
So, she had been drawn to the exhilarating travel opportunity with great gusto. And, she was pleased to be seated next to a handsome, young college student, returning to the city to work after a visit to his Iowa home.
He too, seemed attracted to her and they talked animatedly the entire trip. His name was Derek, of course, and he worked at a hotel in the city, manning the front desk. She was booked at another hotel close by.
Lana began a subtle flirtation and Wayne ate her up with his eyes. She crossed her shapely legs and batted her long-lashed eyes, all the while, tossing her head like the young girl she felt like.
From his side, Lana looked pretty good, buxom, quick to conversation and willing to smile and laugh at his sophomoric jokes. When she half stood at her window seat to remove her suit jacket, his eyes fastened like lasers onto her shirt front.
Then she twisted out into the aisle to put it away into the overhead storage and enjoyed brushing heavily against his leg. Smiling and apologizing she sat back with a laugh and bounce that held his eyes. Lana felt warmth spread over her chest, focus on the breast ends he was staring at and continue down to her nether regions.
Oh my God, she felt turned on. And he seemed to like her looks, looks no one had openly cared for in many years. On her toilet run, she purposely turned to face him as she slid past him, bringing her upper carriage dangerously close to his face.
While Lana was gone, Derek opened the overhead, memorized a number and made a call on his cell, then another. When they landed, he handed her his card and told her to give him a call if she ever needed better hotel arrangements, and she agreed to next trip.
Lana tried to check into her hotel but was told her room had been cancelled. A convention was in town and all rooms booked. Flustered, frustrated and miffed, she took out Derek's card, called, and he said come right on over. He wasn't on the desk until the next morning but he left word and she was shown to a very nice suite on the eleventh floor, 1111.
There was a fully stocked bar, large king-size bed and even a sunken Jacuzzi. Lana dropped her bags unopened, immediately went shopping before the stores got crowded. She also, called Derek and made arrangements to take him to dinner to thank him. They were to meet in the bar at seven.
Lana went to her room, to luxuriate in a bath, shave, powder and primp for the evening. She would wear her new slinky cashmere top with matching short, but discreet skirt. She opted for a looser fitting camisole instead of a restrictive bra, liking the way her bosom moved under the sweater.
Seated at the hotel bar, on time, Lana asked for a gin and tonic, the same beverage she had chosen on the plane and in her room. Walt the bartender set it in front of her and said no charge.
That anyone who looked as good as she did could sit there for free all night.
Lana blushed, thanked him and asked why. Walt told her to just watch, and sure enough, the room began to fill with single, smart dressed business geeks and hot young couples. He told her; with her body on that stool he would double his business and tips. Turns out he was a friend of Derek, they all laughed together and shared another drink before dinner.
